Chapter 28
His mind raced, wondering how to reload his save as the seconds ticked by.
The leather restraints around his wrists were incredibly coarse. Fang Qi had only struggled a few times, yet his skin already burned with a stinging pain.
He hissed through his teeth, glaring at the silver-haired girl kneeling by the bed, trying to use logic to persuade her first:
Liguang! Whatever the case, let me go first! What is the point of keeping me tied up like this?!
Liguang simply tilted her head, her silver hair sliding to one side with the movement.
She rested her chin on her hand, her heterochromatic eyes blinking, a cloyingly sweet smile plastered on her face. It was the expression of someone who had completely dropped their mask, showing unhidden possessiveness and joy.
I can not do that, Master.
Her voice was soft, yet it carried an unwavering resolve: Liguang already said that if I let you go, Master will try to run away again.
She even stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, her petite rear resting against his arm, swinging her fair legs back and forth. Her pale blue skirt fluttered, and her little plastic star earrings swayed along with her—a smug little expression that screamed, I am not letting go, what are you going to do about it?